Chapter 55 Bdsm 4

• Diana's POV - Our tones got tangled up in all sorts of things, while that became the aspect that plunged me over the threshold of torture into agony. It was a shameful bliss. Mine became stunned screams and shrieks of release, while he became wild little growls of pride as I involuntarily clenched him in orgasmic spasms. "I know you like the spirit as much as I do." He hissed in my ear, and the sound became so menacing that I cried out once more as he chuckled maliciously.
• And then he yanked my head back toward him, one hand in my hair, sinking his enamel into my shoulder as he savored his own animal orgasm, with violent twitches of his cock inside me, until he finally sat up and held me down on his lap, his fingers holding me down with periodic, violent twitches synchronized with the way his cock pulsed.
• I felt numb, and just then I sniffled. I became dazed, and he made a purring sound in the small of my back as he finally released himself from his grip on my shoulder. He stroked the small spot that still ached as if he was glad to have drawn me, and the movement became so carnally possessive, so fierce, that it made me shiver with worry once again.